I am so so so so sorry! I had the chapter done but then my cousins came over and deleted it before I could upload it! Anyway for now this is sorta like a filler maybe? Anyway enjoy! I'll continue my babbling at the end
As Gilbert was dragged off to Alfred's car he mentally sent a silent "thank you" to whoever was watching over him, he did not want to be there anymore. He wasn't feeling sick, although he was extremely tired from running so faking his sickness wasn't that hard, he just didn't want to see the Russian for any longer than necessary and faking a sickness seemed like the easiest thing to come up with that could get him out of work early.
Gilbert had been constantly avoiding the Russian since he heard about the break up with Mathew, which is kind of hard considering that they both work in the same place. He didn't like the Russian much to begin with but now he had a valid reason to avoid him. Mathew.
Gilbert has been in love with Mathew since they met when they were kids. More like since the first day they met. "Love at first sight". He's loved him but sadly his feelings have been unrequited. He knew he couldn't compete with the Russian, Mathew loved Ivan and when they broke up it tore Mathew apart. That fact didn't stop Gilbert from wanting to be with the Canadian. When they broke up he saw it as a blessing, a sign, that he may finally have a chance with Mathew.
Sadly life just likes to play tricks on people and the "sign" he once saw was quickly changed to a bittersweet curse where he ended up becoming a supportive "friend" to Mathew. "Friend" of all things. He felt satisfied enough that he was able to help Mathew but if only-
No thinking that way wasn't going to help him. He just had to try harder right? Then maybe his feelings won't be unrequited anymore and…and… "And we'll live in magic sugar castle and live happily ever after, yeah right".
"You say something?"
"Huh? Oh no the awesome me most certainly did not say something completely unawesome".
Alfred who was being uncharacteristically quiet just looked at him with confusion but decided against saying anything and just nodded then looked back at the road.
As the car ride slowly started to drag on Gilbert started feeling drowsy and after a while started to fall asleep with thoughts of when he first met the Canadian that stole his heart at first sight.
"You can't catch me! I'm too awesome!" A young albino with snow-white hair and blood-red eyes around the age of six was running away from a young Hungarian girl with long brown hair up in a ponytail with tomboyish features and bright green eyes with a glare that was directed towards said Albino.
"Get back here you little monkey!" and to spite the young Hungarian girl more the young albino ran to the nearest tree, up the branch and started making monkey noises at her.
Just as the Hungarian girl was about to say something a warm sing-song voice called out from the bench near the park. "Elizabeta~ Time to go home sweetie!"
"You got lucky this time" She said with another glare. "Coming Mother~" With that Elizabeta turned and ran back to her mother.
As the girl left the Albino boy laughed, "No one can match my awesomeness!" and as he was about to get off the branch he was on it broke and he fell down with a thud.
"Ah!"
As the small Albino fell he thought he landed on something…or someone.
As Gilbert looked at himself he saw that he was unharmed but then noticed that the ground was a bit soft under him. When he looked down he saw that he had fallen on top of someone how he didn't notice sooner was beyond him.
As he got off he saw that the boy he fell on was about to cry. He didn't know what to do so he did the first thing that came to him-apologize. This was something he was not used to doing, but looking at the boy he felt like he needed to.
"I'm sorry, ah um…" As he got a closer look at the boy he fell on he saw that he wasn't much older than him. His hair was a light honey blond, his glasses that looked to be a bit too big on him matched the boy's face perfectly and his eyes…a startlingly beautiful amethyst color that took Gilberts breath away completely.
It was at the moment that their eyes met that he knew something was wrong; his heart started beating faster, his hands were now sweaty, and his cheeks had turned a slight pinkish color. What was worse was that he felt the strange desire to protect the small boy, to be with him at all times, he wanted him.
He didn't realize he was staring until the boy, who had stopped crying at some point, was looking at Gilbert with his big amethyst color eyes right into his own blood-red eyes. It was enough to make Gilbert blush a deeper shade of pink out of embarrassment.
Since he could remember he had been called a "demon", "unwanted", and many other things since he was born. His blood-red eyes made people think that he was "devils spawn" come to bring hell on earth. He had been locked up many times by his parents because they were embarrassed to have a kid with "evil eyes". It got better when his brother was born with a normal shade of deep blue eyes, he didn't get locked up as much and they completely let him go they didn't even care if he was gone for days because he was lost and couldn't find his way home. They preferred it that way.
So when the small angel-like boy looked into his own eyes he thought he would have started crying all over again because of the color of his eyes. Except he didn't and he'll never forget that moment when someone actually said the one word he never thought he would hear from anyone.
"…pretty…" His voice was so small and quiet, it sounded like music to Gilbert, who almost thought he imagined it.
"Huh?"
"Your eyes…they're the color of maple leaves…"
"Maple leaves…?" He didn't expect to get that response, especially from the angel-like boy who had the perfect voice to match.
"They look so beautiful…"
Gilbert was at a loss for words, never in his (short) life had anyone ever called his eyes beautiful before. More than that he was shocked that the boy hadn't run away from him yet most ran away when they saw him others picked fights, but the boy hadn't run away and he didn't look like he wanted to fight him either.
After being silent for a moment he realized he didn't know the boy's name and almost like if the boy was reading his mind he said.
"Mathew"
"Huh?"
"My name…its Mathew…" Mathew looked down and a visible pink tint was forming its way to his cheeks.
"Ah well my name is…Gilbert" when Mathew looked up the smile he gave him was a smile bright enough to put the sun to shame. It was so bright so innocent so…pure. It was like all those past lonely days of being locked up were false memories, he almost could believe that he had a loving family with that one smile of Mathews, it made Gilbert blush as red as his eyes.
There goes my heart again…
That day was still fresh in his mind. The day he found out what it felt like to be in love with someone.
It wasn't until later that he met his rival, the Russian that stole his Canadian's heart
Okay so my cousins deleted the chapter then I got grounded after that it was homework and clubs keeping me busy now it's winter break and I finally found time to post this because I would have posted this when I was in study hall but sadly this site is banned in my school so I couldn't
(Late) Merry Christmas everyone! (or whatever it is you celebrate!)
I completely fail at heart touching moments!
Oh and poor Gilbert! Bad parents! I really don't like it when stuff like this actually happens...
Again sorry for being almost a month late! D:
Anyway I was wondering if I should put some PruCan or RusCan in here too
Hmm... I don't know, if you guys have a preference let me know in review or pm
Next Chapter... I'll have it up as soon as I can! :D
Review...please?
Have a Happy New Year everyone! ^w^
